After spending all day at Union Station, getting a late train back to New York and feeling like general hell, I come across the eternal joy that is the L train. While riding on the Brooklyn-bound side, I come across Pixie Hair Vegan, Creepy Goatee Vegan and Tiny Asian Girl with Dreads.
Tiny Asian Girl:So, can you eat fish?
Creepy Goatee Guy:(shakes head amusingly) No, we don't eat fish.
Discussion on what it means to be vegan continues. Finally Tiny Asian Girl with Dreads gets off.
Pixie Hair Vegan:Oh wow, she is the perfect candidate.
Creepy Goatee Guy:You're right. She'll be a perfect addition.
Me:(vaguely disturbed by all of this and hoping the liquor store is open by the time I get out. It isn't. Neither is the diner. Neither is the bodega. Neither is the pizza place. Sunday nights blow.)
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